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Thursday, January 27, 2005

why damn it why 

Tell me, won’t you please, my friend
Why that day became the end
What made you take your daddy’s gun
And point it at your brain

And put a bullet in your head
You pulled the trigger, bam, you're dead
What made you think this was the way
To take away your pain

So tell me now, please tell me quick
'Cause I’ve had some drinks, might soon be sick
So tell me, please just tell me
If you shine in Heaven’s light

Have you found the peace you lack
Or wish that love could bring you back
Well listen up, I’ll warn ya'
It's fucked up down here tonight


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